Enjin was just… wow. You admired him so much. He was cool, handsome, funny, strong and he was a good guy. He was the type of guy you felt good being around even though you didn’t know a lot about him. Whenever he told you that he had flaws that you didn’t know about you didn’t believe him. Well, you figured that he would have some flaw or another, because no one was truly perfect, but you didn’t think that any flaw could change the way you saw him. And frankly, he liked being admired by you to an extent.

You didn’t know whether you admired him so much because you wanted to be just like him or be with him. Though being with him seemed almost impossible, and that made you feel kind of disappointed. You‘ve heard him talk about himself and the type of woman he likes. Like big curves, a forgiving personality and better than him in everything. You were pretty much the opposite… Your only "curves" were your hipbones and ribs showing underneath your skin, your capacity to forgive was as thin as a needle and you didn’t think that you could beat Enjin in anything… though the last one might just be your low self esteem.

You were on a mission with team Akuta, also known as team trash, and Enjin was driving the car. As much as you admired him in everything else, when he was behind the wheel all your trust flew out the window.

"You guys‘re lucky it’s not Gris drivin‘."

Enjin said right before driving the vehicle off a meter high ledge, the wheels barely recoiling off the ground. You guys were lucky the vehicle didn’t do a 180 on you…